A New Home

Germany is an awesome place.

I never really thought of being anywhere in Europe for college. I was so fixed on going to the US and thank God that never happened. I’ve been to the US only twice, the first time was awesome, I made friends and I saw places and I got on a roller coaster and that was cool because for some few seconds I seriously thought I was dying but then I realized I wasn’t so I was happy to have another chance at life. I’m hoping I don’t screw it up. The second time was a few days ago and it wasn’t so pleasant because I got to see a side of the US that I think most outsiders don’t get to see. I was very disappointed even though I know I shouldn’t be.

The reason I’m able to write today that Germany is awesome is because I never paid attention to it at all apart from the few times in secondary school when we learned about the World Wars. And that was it. I didn’t know how modern Germans are like or how the cities are look or how cold it gets in the winter. So when I got here it was like growing up and subconsciously learning to call a place home. In the few months that I’ve been here I’ve grown to love the place and the best part is that I didn’t have a picture of what it’s like here so there was no room for disappointment. I think that’s the way to enjoy things in life, sometimes. If there’s a good school somewhere go study there not because you’ve been told how the place is or have seen filtered images of the place on the internet that set high expectations for you.

I felt so much joy last weekend when my long trip from Chicago to Bremen ended. It felt like I was back home, for the first time I seriously considered Bremen my home. I had a good time in Chicago simply because I got to see a good friend. That’s the only part of the trip I choose to remember because the other one will make me say bad things about a famous airline many people love. I might write or say something about that some other day or year. For now, try to enjoy my not-so-good photography.